Chapter 1722 Eight Immortals

After listening to Dhruv's words, Yuan Zhenren and others looked at each other again. Dhruv's suggestion is a good way to eliminate all those who are too low-level and are just fooling around, so as not to waste unnecessary time.

"I agree with Mr. Dhruv's proposal."

"I agree too."

The six people on the stage nodded one by one. Dhruv smiled slightly and said, "Then this little game starts now!"

After the words were settled, Jack Liu came to the stage with twenty foreigners.

Every two foreigners carried a table with a transparent box on the table.

Ten tables were set up separately, and then someone brought in cameras and big screens. It depends on the large space, otherwise, it would not be spread at all.

When everything was ready, Jack Liu took the microphone and said in public: "Anyone who wants to participate in this astrology and Feng Shui exchange meeting, please come on stage and sign up. The rules are very simple. There are ten small Feng Shui bureau models on site. You only need to If you break the Feng Shui formation within five minutes, you will be considered a pass. If you can't break it, then I'm sorry."

Having said this, he looked at the six people on the stage and said with a smile: "Six notaries, we all know your strength, so you are exempt from inspection. As long as you want to participate in breaking the formation, you can do it at any time."

Master Lu and Master Yuan nodded slightly. In their opinion, the important thing is not this, but the Feng Shui situation in the ten boxes. How difficult is it?

Obviously, the big screen is not intended to be turned on immediately. It needs to wait until everyone has arrived before it can be turned on so that everyone present can see it.

At this moment it was the host's turn to speak, and he shouted loudly through the microphone, "Registration by name begins now. If there are any distinguished guests who want to participate in the subsequent exchange meeting, please come on stage!"

Don't even say it, as soon as he speaks, he will immediately take the stage.

On Zhang Yu's side, several of his apprentices were eager to give it a try and seemed to want to appear on stage.

Seeing the enthusiasm of his apprentices, Zhang Yu nodded with satisfaction. Although the apprentices did not have the strength to break Dhruv's formation, the registration by name this time was also a manifestation of their strength. Zhang Yu knew that the little game Jack Liu mentioned was definitely not simple. If he could pass it, it would be great.

However, Zhang Yu didn't want his disciples to go on stage directly. He had to see how difficult it was first. It would be a shame if all the disciples who went up collapsed.

Zhang Yu is not one of those who have such thoughts. This is true for places like Baimei Palace and Yangchun Temple. In their view, this is not just a matter of fame, but also a competition between the mainstays of various factions.

Each sect has its masters, but if there is only one master, he will definitely be too busy and cannot show people Feng Shui every day. The more mainstays under the sect, the wider the coverage area. And this time, it is also an opportunity to advertise. After all, there are actually many wealthy people from Zhenhai.

At this time, someone has already come on stage. This man was wearing a red shirt, white pants, shiny black leather shoes, and sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

After taking the stage, the host immediately said: "Sir, you are number one now. You can't see the decorations in the box yet. Please wait a moment. Let's start together when there are enough people."

The host was very polite, but didn't ask the visitor's name. Because signing up one by one is really a waste of time. According to the rules, only those who pass the test are allowed to sign up after the end.

As a result, this guy didn't ask what he was doing when he saw the host. He became anxious and reached out to grab the host's microphone.

The host didn't know what it meant. As soon as he let go, the microphone fell into red shirt's hand.

The red shirt held the microphone and said loudly: "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Uncle Ning, and I am the leader of the Tianqiao Sect. If you need anything, you can come to me on the Haihua Bridge on Dadong Street, Zhenbei District. If it doesn't work, you won't get paid if it doesn't work, such as reading Chinese characters, telling fortunes, or looking at Feng Shui. People in the world call it "Jade-faced Zhang Guolao."

Everyone on and off the stage was stunned when they heard this. Why did this become an advertisement?

Many people were still confused and didn't know what the Tianqiao Sect was, but some people quickly realized that this should be the fortune teller on the Tianqiao. The Qi family really invites everyone.

At that moment, a bearded man holding a big banana fan and wearing a Tang suit came on stage.

Uncle Ning immediately handed the microphone to the person who came, and the person said directly: "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhong Hanliang. Han means cultured Han. He is also a member of the Tianqiao sect. He is also known as Zhongli, the iron-mouthed man. Do you want to have your fortune told? For Feng Shui people, please come to me at the Daxi Street Overpass in Zhenbei District. If it doesn’t work, I don’t need any money.”

Before he finished speaking, six more people came up one after another. The cripple walking at the front was still using a cane, and he looked like an expert.

Zhong Hanliang handed the microphone in his hand to the lame man. The lame man then said: "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Li Kejian. My singing is no less than that of Li Keqin. I just focus on metaphysics and do not rely on singing to make a living. People in the world call me Zhongli, a handsome man. I am the same. Those from the Tianqiao sect, those who read fortune-telling and feng shui.”

After he finished speaking, a guy named Wu Naihe came up next. He called himself Lu Dongbin, the divine eye, and he was also from the Tianqiao sect. Then another one named Mo Li came up, known as Tianqiao He Xiangu. Then a man named Ma Tianhei came up. He was known as the master Lan Caihe. Those who didn't know it thought he was a thief. Fortunately, he was good at touching bones. Then there was another man named Xu Qingfeng, who was known as Han Xiangzi with a long beard. Judging from his beard, it was not short. The last one is called Zhong Spare Ribs, known as Noodle Cao Guojiu.

After eight people reported their numbers, they shouted in unison: "We are the Eight Immortals of Tianqiao!"

Everyone on and off the stage was so shattered, they were secretly thinking, what is this?

The host, Jack Liu, Qi Tongwei, Dhruv and Yuan Zhenren on the stage were all inexplicable.

For the sake of face, no one was embarrassed to go over and drive the person away. After all, he came with an invitation.

At the beginning, Qi Tongwei wanted to gain momentum and at least have someone to cheer him up, so he also asked people to hire fortune tellers from the world to set off Western astrology and feng shui. I never thought that this quality is really uneven.

Two more came on stage, and finally there were ten.

The host quickly grabbed the microphone from "Uncle Cao Guo". Unexpectedly, the two people who came up behind him snatched the microphone away and announced their homes.

They all asked the Eight Immortals of Tianqiao to sign up, so they couldn't favor one over the other, so they had to bite the bullet and let the two sign up for their names.

The ten people finally stood in front of the ten tables, and the big screens were turned on. Everyone present saw what was happening in the box.

These are the furnishings of the model house. It is not difficult to see that these are Feng Shui layouts. The difficulty is nothing to the master, but to the low hand, it is completely meaningless.

Those ten people who went up are definitely for nothing. After five minutes, the decorations in the box were messed up, but no one broke the Feng Shui pattern inside.

After Jack Liu solicited the opinions of six notaries, announced the results, and asked ten "masters" to step down. The Eight Immortals of Tianqiao were still unconvinced, "Do you understand?" "Yes, do you understand?" "We have all broken Feng Shui!".

Dhruv couldn't help but sigh secretly. Fortunately, he had screened them first, otherwise he would have had to demolish the house if these gentlemen had to break his Feng Shui scheme.